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to a cricket in a thicket,. It has happened on a streetcar and a bus,. There has even been a rumor it has happened to a puma,. Why shouldn't it happen to us?. It has happened to the mamma of a lama
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di cermin. Terpandang aprut di muka ku. Bekas cinta yang lama. Apakah tidakkan hilang. Kesan cinta yang terus mendatang. Bermain di jiwa ini
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di cermin. Terpandang aprut di muka ku. Bekas cinta yang lama. Apakah tidakkan hilang. Kesan cinta yang terus mendatang. Bermain di jiwa ini
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di cermin. Terpandang aprut di muka ku. Bekas cinta yang lama. Apakah tidakkan hilang. Kesan cinta yang terus mendatang. Bermain di jiwa ini
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di cermin. Terpandang aprut di muka ku. Bekas cinta yang lama. Apakah tidakkan hilang. Kesan cinta yang terus mendatang. Bermain di jiwa ini
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di cermin. Terpandang aprut di muka ku. Bekas cinta yang lama. Apakah tidakkan hilang. Kesan cinta yang terus mendatang. Bermain di jiwa ini
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tangan. Kita berdua. Menyusuri jalan. Ditengah kota. Sambil senandungkan lagu. Lagu kisah cinta lama. . Bilaku bisikan puisi cinta. Dan tugu peringatan negara. Bagai tersenyum. Dalam diam
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di cermin. Terpandang aprut di muka ku. Bekas cinta yang lama. Apakah tidakkan hilang. Kesan cinta yang terus mendatang. Bermain di jiwa ini
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, dumb muthafucks * critics, * your review. Even if you like me, * you. * your mom, * your mom's mamma. * the Beastie Boys and the Dali Lama * the rain forest, * a Forrest Gump
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start, once again it's the Thought. The Dalai Lama of the mic, the prime minister Thought. This directed to whoever in listening range. Yo the whole state of things in the world bout to change. Black
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, R&B cujo And now I'm a rap psycho. Norman Bates call it momma. With the brown in lama. But I ain't in town for no drama. Just peep it, shorty, peep me so I'm on ya In the club deep wit all of my
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* me And they say I'm lucky. Do you think, I've got time to * all these hoes?. And do all these shows?. Or flight in the lama, Dodge and White Rolls. Uh-oh, another episode What, do I do?. To
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start, once again it's the Thought. The Dalai Lama of the mic, the prime minister Thought. This directed to whoever in listening range. Yo the whole state of things in the world bout to change. Black
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odia y quien me ama, esta vida es esta vida es. . Infama, clama resbala lo que proclamas, Infama, camino con la calma de un dalai lama,. Infama, mas rap en la cabeza y menos drama, infama, esta vida
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casa, é o corpo na cama. É o carro enguiçado, é a lama, é a lama. É um passo, é uma ponte, é um sapo, é uma rã. É um resto de mato, na luz da manhã. São as águas de março fechando o verão. É a promessa
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other way many times. Could have turned Dalai with the lama. But I squashed my beefs and things seem to be looking decent. Recently, but don't jinx it. It's like Clint Eastwood looking for peace. Though
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. People always say, "What the hell does that mean?" Wussup, homegirl, we a muh****ker riders. Met her outside of the Copacabana. Far from a sucka, pull out the 'lama. And tell on myself like, "Yo, well
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with a dilemma, I can be Dalai Lama. And become a king drama a step beyong a Jeffrey Dahma. Please don't upset me mama, you're looking s*** mama. Don't know if it's the lala, or the rum and pepsi mama
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with a dilemma, I can be Dalai Lama. And become a king drama a step beyong a Jeffrey Dahma. Please don't upset me mama, you're looking s*** mama. Don't know if it's the lala, or the rum and pepsi mama
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the opera, or bang with the mobsters Don Gargon pardon, love the drama. Un-tuck the lama, now suck your mama. Boom boom bang clutch zoom zoom. Who hum guys wise yes touch pum pums I'm Gotti boy, with
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hate waitin'. I told Dre to put out Detox, or I'mma do it. This is that nigga, The Chronic mixed with embalming fluid. Bring your chin here blood, so I can put this lama to it. Disrespectful nigga, see
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( Y. Gilbert / S. Lama / D. Jewell ) Alone between the sky and sea. An island. Reaching out to me. Neglected. A world apart rejected. It's wild shore. Deserted and unsought for. An island
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wings. In 1959 It was blood shining in the sun. First, freedom. Speeding the American claim. Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom . China was the tempest. Madness overflowed. Lama was a young man
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Amedeo Minghi / Paolo Audino Per noi. Pensai. Quante cose che tu non sai. Un diverso amore cosi. Che non voglio perderti mai Calde perle sul tuo viso. Lacrime che io raccogliero'. Sorriderai
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gyal nuh swalla nuttin', word to the Dalai Lama. He know I'm a fashion killa, word to John Galliano. He copping that Valentino, ain't no telling me "no". I'm that bitch, and he know, he know. How y'all
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* me And they say I'm lucky. Do you think, I've got time to * all these hoes?. And do all these shows?. Or flight in the lama, Dodge and White Rolls. Uh-oh, another episode What, do I do?. To